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Sunday, September 9, 2012

A Dream, Step, and Leap

Tomorrow is a big day. This coming week is a big week. Big changes are on the horizon for us.

A final offer on our dream property, Weeping Willow, is to be made. We're close to moving out time, and so despite the recent drop in price being less than we had hoped, it is somewhat manageable. Hopefully the bank who owns it takes into account that we have been the only one making an offer on it.

Tomorrow we drive the over five hours to look at the property one last time (the third time seeing the inside of the house...about the fourth/fifth being on the land), this time with a new agent - after not being happy with the last agent we worked with on the offers for this property - and then sit down and write up the offer.

It's nerve-racking. It's a lot of money, and a giant step. A giant step to be making with someone else too. Despite having owned a home (which we sold this past spring) before...this is a whole new adventure. A fixer-upper house on 40 acres (or 20, depending on if we have to go with our second property choice) in the country. James, also a former home-owner, is excited to have projects. With the condition of the house, we'll have projects for months, years. It's going to be great.

Our favourite find from the gardenthis summer. A Kohlrabi.

We've been dreaming all summer about this property, ever since we saw it and put an offer on it (which got rejected, ultimately) the past June. Our dream is either coming to an end, or now going to soar.

It's time though, James and us have been living in The Mother's house since last October (minus the four months we spent in England at the beginning of this year), we're sure she and The Stepdad are just as relieved as we are that it's coming to a close.

It's been good (sort of) though, spending the summer in her house. She's taught us bits about gardening, which pests to look out for, rotating certain plant plots each year, and more; and tending her garden has given us many ideas about how to streamline our own. She has also helped us become more comfortable with canning, knowledge we will need one we grow our own giant garden next summer, at our own home.

While we have a few more batches of things to can, our time here has not been wasted.